Caught, wide awake in your bed As a brumous, crawling menace starts to spread Malicious Souls Longing for your blood Sent to strike the iron While it's gleamin' hot Malicious Souls Malicious Souls They float, through dying screams, down every pore Bones breakin' like branches, blood turns to gore Decomposed and crooked As you're drawn to join their ranks Levitate, then conflate And march on to the iron clanks High after high and kill after kill Life after life their rows will be filled Malicious Souls Malicious Souls For less they will not settle Malicious Souls Malicious Souls Death by High Speed Metal